"Not happening sweetheart," He held her gaze this time, "you can keep your mask on but I want to see your eyes dilate and roll to the back of your head when you cum, and your lips, I want to see the shape they make when you scream my name." 


For Elena, having two identities was already hard enough but sleeping with her boss and keeping it to herself, it sounded so simple but nothing is as easy as it seems.

The perfect piece to complete her disastrous life puzzle sets in place when she receives a positive result on a test she should never have taken.

The devil always catches up with the angels, She is living proof of that because now she has to deal with a third identity she thought she had gotten rid of for good.

His Masked Angel

Elena’s heart didn’t go back to normal even after she got to her desk and checked the files that had been kept there, she couldn’t help being jumpy whenever she remembered how he’d looked at her. Sure he has looked at her before but never like that, it was like it was the first time he was seeing her. 


It didn’t make her feel beautiful—okay, maybe it did, she had to admit Elijah Walton giving her a once over made her stomach churn but when she recalled she’d been in his bed less than twelve hours before and he might be remembering that, her stomach churned in a different way and she felt bile rise up to her throat. 


The telephone on her desk rang and it made her jump. That successfully pulled her from her multiple thoughts and she was able to get back to work, thoughts of her hot boss or what his hands gripping her waist felt like locked in the darkest part of her mind, where they wouldn’t see the light of day, ever again, or at least she hoped. 


19: Devour Me